"Report to the Marquis, this man suddenly broke in like this. Now he's standing in the way and refuses to get out of the way..."

The driver jumped out of the car in a panic and knelt down in front of Lin congyue. It's really not his fault today. He pointed to a man who was still paralyzed on the ground and refused to move, so he sued.

"Just carry it away. Don't delay our journey."

Lin Cong, with a fierce voice, waved to several servants around the man, but he didn't intend to pursue them.

"Master hou..."

Hearing his master's order, the faces of several servants who just used their strength to carry people away became embarrassed.

They wanted to carry people away, but it didn't work out?

"What? Is anyone hurt? "

Lin congyue frowned. Sitting on the horse, he looked at the people on the ground carefully, but he didn't see the clue.

There was no way. The man on the ground was dressed in rags and dirty. Except for the banner cloth with a bamboo pole around him, I couldn't see if there was any sign of injury.

"No, no! The little man rushed towards us and pulled the carriage in time. He absolutely didn't hit it. It's impossible to hurt this man! "

The coachman was afraid that the Marquis would punish him, so he immediately clarified.

It was a bit dangerous just now, but he could take his life to ensure that he never hurt the man.

But there is something strange about it. The man rushed over quickly, otherwise he would not be forced to stop the carriage. But he saw it with his own eyes. When he pulled the reins, the man slowly fell to the ground, just like a tired man lying down to rest. How could he be injured?

"Since it's not hurt, drag the man away quickly!"

Lin congyue's face darkened. He was anxious to go back to Beijing, but he didn't want to be entangled for so long.

In his opinion, maybe it's just a madman or an alcoholic madman who is sick. There's no need to delay at this time. Just get the person away.

"But we, we are not strong enough..."

Several other servants hung their heads and did not dare to look at the face of the marquis. They all felt red when they gave such reasons.

They are three or four stout men. The one lying on the ground doesn't seem to weigh dozens of pounds, but they just can't drag people away. They feel ashamed when they say it!

"Then call more people!"

The more angry Lin was, the more he waved his whip.

Normal people at a glance, strength is not enough, this kind of words is not an excuse is nonsense, can not let him angry?

The people below were angry when they saw their master. They were suffering, but they didn't dare to argue. They had to wave their hands and call some soldiers to come. Seven or seven or eight of them reached out and dragged the people on the ground. They had no place to catch them, so they could only reach out to the dirty clothes and trousers.

According to the truth, how could so many people drag away a cow? But what surprised people was that after a moment, the man on the ground was still on the ground where he had fallen, and his ragged clothes were even worse.

Isn't it?

A few people tried, and they had to do their best. They kept pulling people's hands and feet. The ragged clothes and cloth couldn't stand such tossing. After a few hisses, they became rags on several people's hands. People around them were stunned.